"...This is crazy," Leo mutters, but his injuries are such that he can't get up. He can only watch as the Krang approaches, this (clearly overconfident) mystery soldier staring it down.

"Hmph. So you have multiplied," notes the Krang, his speech perfectly understandable despite clearly being alien. "Another insignificant gnat to be crushed under my heel."

The Krang seems fully unconcerned by Sephiroth's stature or weapon. The Krang have seen it all, conquered countless worlds; their imprisonment in this dimension was only a setback. He moves suddenly, lightning fast, aiming a punch that packs deadly force directly at the swordsman.